I, too, remember the "great" '86 season. The cover of SI... Cory Snyder's
rifle arm. (Remember how his 26 homers seemed uncannily high?)

I remember going the Cleveland every 4th of July with my dad to watch the
Yankees beat the Indians into their wig-wam, then smiling as the fireworks
lit up our little piece of Lake Erie.

I remember Brett Butler, Tony Bernazard, Andre Thornton, Brook Jacoby, Andy
Allenson, Chris Bando, and my favorite Indian of the '80s, Pat Tabler.

I rember "The Human Rain Delay" -- Mike Hargrove used to play this game.

I remember a crowd of 6,000 at old Municipal Stadium.

I remember the scoreboard (and 95% of the stadium's sound system) being so
far away that you could only hear it for about 5 seconds at a time... then
the wind seemed to take the sound right out to the lake.

I remember a boating accident during the Spring of '93.

I remember going to the last series at Cleveland Stadium, saying goodbye as
the Tribe dropped three straight to the White Sox.

I remember my dad spending hours on the phone for tickets to the opening
game at Jacobs Field. I remember getting tickets to the first night game
(fireworks, included). I remember the game being canceled as the Cleveland
skyline came within view.

I remember the best Indians team I'd ever seen on their way to first when a
strike shortened the '94 season.

I remember watching on TV at college as the Indians won their division, then
the American League Pennant for the first time since 1954.

I remember thinking it was all worth it.

Go Tribe! This IS my team!!!